Highlander (review)

Directed by schlockmeister Russell Mulcahy, Highlander ain’t Braveheart, but it has its own cheesy charm. Darkly stylish, it cops a feel off The Terminator, with lots of electrical energy literally charging the atmosphere, as the immortal lifeforce the losers of sword duels give off is sucked up by the victor (but not before breaking every window in the vicinity).

Highlander: Endgame (review)

If it’s not Scottish, it’s crap! And sometimes even when it is Scottish, it’s still crap. I was prepared for crap — I was expecting it, and yes, even looking forward to some good laughs. And *Highlander: Endgame,* like its predecessor sequels to the sneakily charming Highlander, does not disappoint.